Would he be alive right now? Or what if I'd stayed with him Friday night, what if I'd been with him… wherever he was? What was the use of it, if it was only going to be painful? Well, what if you stopped worrying? What if there's more? What if there's hope you never dreamed of hoping for? What if you jump?
And just close your eyes? What if the arms that catch you, catch you by surprise? What if He's more than enough? What if it's love? What if he kissed me? What if he told me I was beautiful? What if he told me he loved me? What would I say in return? It taunts you to take a different direction, to do something you never thought you could do, to jump, knowing that a million consequences could be on the other side of that dare, but that if you don't do it, you'll always wonder.
And sometimes wondering is worse than consequences. The life we have is the only one we will ever know, and even that with tenuous certainty. Ralph Marston 6 Share. I want to be a Bond girl. Think about it - I have metal components in my legs, so when I go through airport security, I set off the alarms. But when they realize why I'm beeping, they let me through.
What if I had weapons in my legs? I could take one off and pull out an Uzi! Legs Galore - that would be me! Aimee Mullins 11 Share.
There are quite a lot of YouTube clips of me that have gone viral. One that I think of is of a young woman at a lecture I was giving - she came from Liberty University, which is a ludicrous religious institution.
She said, 'What if you are wrong? You are responsible for my being here. And that is to not know anything. And then our state of consciousness is only aware of one thing. We go about our ways with eyes that bypass the hurt that underlies the physical tears others walk with, yet we still feel the need to mention the absence of our tears to prove their sinful manner of living.
Our minds become the ears and the eyes with which we judge what we should know differently. This is according to our rationalized state of consciousness. We simply overlook the suffering of others because we ourselves suffer as well from the lack of knowing it. That part I get it. When your sister buries her dear child, please mourn from the heart. Browse By Tag.
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